Time to get serious

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Eons ago I was active in the literary world. The city that I lived in at the time was just starting to set up poetry readings. Even though I was busy with my paying job of helping folks in their homes, I found the time to attend some readings. I also sought out small presses and submitted my work. A few poems were published- made my Mom very happy. Here I am in another life, another city, older and creaky-cranky. Last Autumn I ran into a lady who sometimes wanted to attend a literary gathering that is held about an hour to the South of us. She drove the night freeway and I tried to help keep her awake. Last Autumn she and I signed up to read in the Spring. Guess what? The Spring is here. Flowers are starting to pop up. About a week and a half from now that night will be here. Ooooops. I need to figure what I will read. I need to find my Reading Voice- no sounding like a frightened bitty mouse. And I need to dig out chapbooks that might be wanted by folks who have money in their pockets. I will also go over my book of short stories and see if I want to read a passage from one of them. My time allotment is twenty minutes. Oh groan there. That is a long time. Anyway, best get at it.